Past couple of months have been odd to say the least and also been both good and bad. Good in that I have been able to keep the boat afloat with all of the crap going on in this economy and bad in that I have been pencilling Kolchak but am struggling with my own insecurities and perfectionism in pushing myself (really hard) to make this book one of the best I have drawn as well as one of the better Kolchak books out there. That alone causes a lot of stress but more so in that I'll stop and look everything over and question/analyze the shit out of it. And in some cases I have torn up fully pencilled pages because it just doesn't work. Although as much as I seem to torture myself with this I also know that this is a learning process and probably one that may be a lifelong process. As is art in general.
While I'm working on Kolchak I'm also doing some DIY grassroots type of promotion for the Buckaroo Banzai book coming out next month. From what has been shown around, the reaction has been good. Which in turn is the major why for me to do an even better task on Kolchak.
I'll be posting up pencils soon enough. Just have a few adjusts to make.
Outside of comics, everything is going ok. Keeping everything afloat, in check while I'm working on the comics. But it is scary seeing friends and reading news on the amount of people being laid off while the execs get bonuses and such. Beyond unfair, however if nothing is done to change this or make a stance now, it'll be much worse in the near future.
And now we have yet another display of force in the Israel/Gaza/Palestinian area. I'll have to do some historical research on that to be able to not just understand it but to be able to comprehend exactly what the hell is going on over there.
Oh and for the record, the only thing arabic about me is the name and not even. My name can be traced back to the country of France and it originated sometime during/after(?) the Crusades. Although for some odd reason I do have the traits as defined in the meaning of both my first and last name. Go figure, the only past I know about my family is that, past my father it's a mystery.
On a lighter note, finally saw Dr. Horrible's Sing -a-long-blog. That was good and funny. My wife sings most of the songs now while we're in the house doing chores. Then again she loves Neil Patrick Harris.
Well another year has passed and some goals achieved, others still in queue but it's getting there. As my dad would say, Rome wasn't built in a day.


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